Deja giggled a bit, and ceased her polishing once she was satisfied.

[i]Perhaps, then, sir Fury, you should give your wielder a break. He seems to enjoy your company.[/i]

The Samurai stood up, nodding to Tai Yang. "I, myself am a Samurai. I have yet to achieve my own name*; A feat I wish to accomplish someday." She held out Fury, taking a practice slash with the enchanted blade to see how he might feel in battle. Then, gingerly, she walked back to where Abraham stood, his energy now familiar to her, and held the blade back to him as though she held a gift.

[i]Should Abraham fall, sir Fury, I shall take you back to Abrahams household, or wherever you may desire. It was good to meet such an old spirit. May the moon guid you.[/i]

Deja smiled at Abraham as she held the blade up. "From where do you venture? Sir Tai Yang and Sir Abraham?"